I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 160 New Year Arrives

"Congratulations on your wealth and success! Congratulations on your brilliance!"

"Please come here if you are the best, and leave if you are not good. I won't blame you for being polite!"

Zhao Zhijing hummed a little tune and put the New Year's money into the red envelopes one by one. After working hard for more than twenty days, he finally perfected the martial arts of all his disciples.

After the New Year, it can be officially passed down.

These martial arts are improvements based on the original ones, and will definitely be easier to master and understand than when you are just starting out.

And after his disciples learned it, Yang Guo had new moves to crack, which was also a great help in creating the Dugu Nine Swords.

Then improve it, crack it again, and repeat the cycle over and over again, just like a perpetual motion machine.

"Should we take back the New Year's money immediately after giving it out?"

Zhao Zhijing recalled that when he was a child, every time he received New Year's money, his parents would take it away with various excuses.

"Be good, you are still young, mom will save your New Year's money for you first."

Now that it’s my turn to be both a father and a mother, shouldn’t I also give my children a complete memory so that they can experience the dangers of this world in advance?
"Master, Man'er misses his sister."

A group of disciples are busy decorating the Taoist temple. After all, this is the first New Year since they came to the Jade Maiden Peak of Mount Huashan and the Zuowang Temple was built.

Yang Guo was assigned the task of cleaning the Jade Maiden Temple at the top of Jade Maiden Peak, so Guan Man'er followed Zhao Zhijing.

"My dear, I will come to see you next spring."

The weather was freezing cold, the roads were difficult to travel on, and the situation between Song and Mongolia was becoming more and more tense. Guan Changhong and his daughter, who made a living by escorting escorts, were probably too busy to spare any time.

Zhao Zhijing once thought that when they met again, he should persuade Guan Changhong. He had been fighting in the underworld for many years, and he should have accumulated a considerable fortune with the reputation of Changhong Escort Agency.

Why not retreat while the going gets tough and learn from the great man Chen Bao from Tongguan and become a leisurely rich man, so as to avoid being involved in any disputes in the world.

"Come, Man'er, let the master show you a trick."

More than a year had passed, and Guan Man'er had grown significantly. As the last and youngest junior brother to join the sect, his internal strength surpassed all his brothers.

Although I am still not fully aware of the problem, I can take care of myself in daily matters such as eating and dressing, and I have also mastered some simple and commonly used words.

Moreover, it was three months ago that Guan Shengnan last came to Huashan. Although Guan Man'er missed her sister, she only talked about it occasionally and no longer insisted on going outside to watch over her like before.

However, he would still habitually follow his master Zhao Zhijing or his junior brother Yang Guo around every day, like a shadow.

So when Zhao Zhijing saw Guan Man'er saying that he missed his sister, he decided to find a way to make him happy and distract him.

"Man'er, go and light up all the candles in the room, and Master will sit here and put them out."

When Guan Man'er heard his master's instructions, he picked up the fire starter and lit the candle. As expected, Zhao Zhijing did not move. From a distance of several feet, he used his One Yang Finger to emit a strong energy and blew out the candle in an instant.

"Man'er, you can try to use the method of generating power that Master taught you to block the wind and see if you can succeed."

Guan Man'er stared at the candle, thought for a while and then tried to light it again. This time, Zhao Zhijing flicked his fingers twice and successfully extinguished the candle.

The master and his disciple were having a great time when there was a knock on the door outside the meditation room. "Master, we have arranged everything and are waiting for you and Junior Brother Man'er to come and celebrate the New Year together!"

Zhao Zhijing waved his hand to signal Guan Man'er to stop, and then responded, "Okay, I'll be right there."

He helped Guan Man'er put on some clothes, and then the master and disciple left the meditation room together. The winter air was fresh and crisp, which made people feel refreshed.

At this time, the Jade Maiden Peak was covered with ice and snow, and everything was silent. Only the Zuowang Temple was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and was full of the warmth and reunion of human life.

According to the tradition of Quanzhen Sect, three days before New Year's Eve every year, disciples will have a martial arts competition so that the master can examine everyone's progress in the past year.

As for martial arts, Yang Guo is definitely the most outstanding one overall, and Zhao Zhijing knows every one of his disciples well, so he made some changes to this sect rule.

In addition to martial arts, the disciples are also required to show their strengths, whether it is playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or frying, stir-frying, or cooking. In short, whatever unique skills they have, they should show them to everyone.

As a result, everyone racked their brains to show off their talents, unwilling to fall behind others, and Zuowang Temple also welcomed the most lively days since its completion.

Lu Qingdu swung the spatula until smoke came out, Liu Qingxing followed his fellow apprentices around all day long, eager to tell fortunes for people, and Cao Qinghua bought all the couplets and peach charms used in the New Year, and each of them was much more interested in the competition than in the martial arts performance.

Xu Qinghao even locked himself in the blacksmith's furnace for three days, working day and night, and finally he created an iron man that his fellow disciples could use to practice martial arts.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the iron doll that was more than a meter tall and had arms and legs, and thought that the wisdom of the people was indeed infinite. As long as he marked all the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body on the iron doll, his disciples would be able to practice martial arts with all their strength without reservation.

"Master, this is a firecracker made by my apprentice. I named it Meteor Cannon. It will definitely give everyone a surprise!"

After the master and his disciples finished their New Year's Eve dinner, they came to the platform at Zhang Qingzhi's suggestion. There were four large wooden boxes on the ground with fuses left outside the boxes for ignition.

Zhang Qingzhi asked everyone to stand a little further away, then he, Yang Guo and two other fellow disciples stood in front of the wooden box and started to light the fire one by one.

After the fuse burned out, the cannon in the wooden box shot up into the sky and exploded in mid-air, forming a sky full of colorful lights, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

The most amazing thing is that the falling flowers actually formed the word "Gong".

The remaining three firecrackers followed suit and flew into the sky one after another, each forming a word. When put together, they formed the four big words "Happy New Year". Their colors were different, and they hung high above the mountains of the Yunu Peak for a long time before dispersing.

Good guy.
Zhao Zhijing sighed secretly. In the original novel, Yang Guo set off fireworks for the sixteen-year-old Guo Xiang. No wonder Guo Xiang could not forget him afterwards. Who wouldn't be confused after reading this?
"Brother Qingzhi has great skills!"

"I think Senior Brother Qingzhi's Meteor Cannon is still the best this New Year!"

"That may not be the case. Junior Brother Qingzhi's popular cannon is gorgeous and beautiful, but Junior Brother Qinghao's iron puppet is also vivid and lifelike. I think they are comparable."

"I don't believe you, you martial arts fanatic. You are obviously saying this because you are happy that you will have more equipment to practice with in the future."

The fellow disciples watched Zhang Qingzhi's fireworks, marveled at them and talked about them a lot. Although it was the dead of winter, no one felt cold.

Zhao Zhijing stood in the middle of the disciples, his hands clasped in his sleeves, the smile on his face never leaving, a feeling of happiness and harmony.

The master and his disciples gathered together to celebrate the New Year. After Zhao Zhijing distributed the prepared New Year's money one by one, the seventeen disciples lined up in rows according to the time when they joined the sect, clasped their fists, bowed their heads, and kowtowed to thank their master.

"Disciples wish Master a happy and healthy New Year!"

(End of this chapter)